How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?
I would be the age of discovery, the age when time has no real relevance and you can be and do anything. The age when there are no limits, only possibility. The time immediately before you became aware of the looming realty known as life's ultimate deadline. A time when you were still the most viable, still coming up and and knowing that reinventing the world was still possible. That fleeting sweet spot where you believe you can and are needed to assist mankind. The moment when you knew that people were depending on you to make a difference and you inherently knew anything is possible.
Wishing I had taken the time and had the wisdom to embrace the fleeting moment thinly sandwiched between "I have all the time in the word" to the place of "what's the point".
Is it ever to late to make a difference?
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